The short sword seemed to be manipulated by a 'Mage's Hand', rapidly adjusting its direction several times in the air before piercing into the back of a Frost Giant's neck.
"Dong!"
A dull sound like water-soaked leather echoed.
The incredibly sharp short sword only pierced a small section before getting stuck.
This sudden attack immediately caused the Frost Giant to roar, "Who is it!"
"Berg?" Another Frost Giant also saw his companion getting attacked and quickly looked around.
With the leader like that, the remaining giants and ogres naturally began searching in the direction the short sword had come from.
Meanwhile, Meredith leaped and dashed in the opposite direction.
"Over there!"
"I can smell the sweet scent of elf flesh!"
Because Meredith was wearing a hood, she was mistaken for an elf based on her scent.
"Eat her!"
Seeing Meredith attract all the giants' and ogres' attention, Raine, hidden in the snow, calculated the distance and silently chanted—
